Thursday, March 11, 2010

The Miracle of Today: The Supreme Designer From Heaven Only Makes My Clothes

In perpetuityperrenial green fieldswhere no residual pain residesfrom sunken hearts like battleshipssinking deep beneath the wavesholding life's breathtoday all can breatheand let out a sighof relief

as each bittersweet memoryremembrance of which undoneyears regretting experiencehidden in storehouses time forgotwiping out time and againtripping over wiresleft in the wakeof one disaster after anotherthe crew had no time nor placedmuch importance cleaning that horrid place

with The addition of consciousnessto the heavy mix of tricks that seem so untowards the onlygame in townthat makes so ill-meaning the last spikethat gives only regretpower of attorney overunfinished businessbest left incompletethe circle never returningto the meeting place

and just as suddenlyTHE POWER OF N.O.W.!!!as gone in a flash all that cruddy cashall those witholding feescash in chips dayyou are finally free!!!

with power of intent(we can make this happen)the world as we want itappears front and centreno sling or arrowcan ever make againthe sorrow of those countless thousandswallow at the wallwailing for redemptionwait no longerthe time draweth nearer

Reclaim baggagefrom the departmentof Lost and Found SoulsHold onto that for a momentbefore it slips through the handsof time stealing no morecrushing down into the groundthe sooty ashesand itchy sackclothefrom perceptionsN.O.W. we're not only sinwe're so much morethan the H.A.T.E. labelwhen we close the dooron all the illfitting clothesour souls can never wear outour designs ours from the Designerfrom Heaven onlymade my souland makes my nowPOWER ON!re-empoweringthe soulas now makes WOW!!!Miracles are real!more real than real thingI had bottled upkept deep in a cubbyoozing slowly throughpores in the concretei forgot to patch uplet loosefinallyfree on this accounting dayto become me againminus the regretminus the self-doubtminus the self-persecutionand years of plasteredlabels on my baggageit's all behind me nowthe future?Mine for the makingThe Designer said.